Ethan:
She texted throughout the duration of our drive to my apartment. We weren't that far, only like fifteen minutes. I took her hand and I led the way to the entrance, but she paused on our track there. "I don't know if this is the right thing to do," she admitted. Her hesitation proved once more that she doesn't do this kind of thing. And that made me feel even more secure about her.
"Here, take a picture of my plates and send them to whomever will come looking after you. We will be in apartment # 1101," I told her. She smiled and told me that a whole army of bridezillas would come hunting for me if she didn't turn around the next day. I laughed.
We went through the lobby of the building and then straight into the elevator. I felt waves of intense electricity pulling me towards her
